“Of course, ma'am,” Park Yu-Min replied.

Once he and Jo Gyu-Min left the VIP room, Sister Yi gestured for Kang Jin-Ho to sit on one of the empty chairs. "Take a seat, Jin-Ho."

“Yes, ma'am.” Kang Jin-Ho obediently settled down and waited.

Sister Yi stared at him quietly for a moment or two before smiling gently at him. “You must have worked hard, Jin-Ho.”

He chose to maintain his silence. If he agreed with that, he would most likely have to provide an explanation, while disagreeing would mean he would be a liar. In a situation like this, the smartest thing to do was to keep his mouth shut.

“I had a feeling that you were trying something. Even so, I didn't know it'd be this.”

“No, ma'am. Your own hard work was responsible for this result,” said Kang Jin-Ho, knowing he wasn't technically lying here.

Even if he did his best to minimize the rebound on her body, his method had essentially incinerated her living tissues. Since the burden on her body during the treatment process would have been considerable, it was indeed correct to say Sister Yi had managed to hold on pretty well.

“Jin-Ho, I don't know what exactly you have done.”

“...”

“However, please do remember this...”

“Yes, ma'am.”

“Jin-Ho, you've done all you could.”

For some reason, her words seemed so... strange to his ears. Even though those words seemed so out of the left field, they also contained a certain inexplicable power to comfort him....